Jonathan ROBIN

Freshman - 581 Points (22 September / London)

Jonathan ROBIN Poems

521. Symbols To Song - Poets Try Poetry 12/9/2006
522. Too Much To Swallow 12/9/2006
523. This Lonely Self 12/10/2006
524. Powder Prime 12/10/2006
525. Verse Is Not Magic 12/10/2006
526. Mistrust & Self-Sacrifice 12/10/2006
527. Coloured Dreams 12/10/2006
528. Tale Of City Morn 12/10/2006
529. Millenium Festivities 12/10/2006
530. Chequer Board 12/11/2006
531. Many Roads Await 12/11/2006
532. Stainless 12/13/2006
533. Special Needs 12/13/2006
534. Limits Spurned 12/13/2006
535. Three Weeks 12/13/2006
536. Between The Times 12/13/2006
537. The Daily Act Of Presence 12/13/2006
538. Wave Goodbye 12/13/2006
539. Fragile Sum 12/13/2006
540. Ars Gratia 12/13/2006
541. Lost And Found 12/15/2006
542. Post Tops Stop Spot - Anagram Verse 12/15/2006
543. Pen Unpriced Poetry 12/15/2006
544. We Come This Way Once 12/15/2006
545. Praise In Play 12/15/2006
546. Transfer 12/16/2006
547. No Need To Ask 12/16/2006
548. Thought Waves 12/16/2006
549. From All In All Tall To Not At All Small 12/18/2006
550. Brahma Winks 12/21/2006
551. And I... Et In Arcadia Ego Fui - Thesis And Antithesis 12/21/2006
552. Investment Fund – For Lucinda 12/21/2006
553. Happiness A Mask 12/21/2006
554. Not Only Violins And Roses 12/21/2006
555. Blue, Brown And Gold 12/22/2006
556. Numbers 12/22/2006
557. Swift Transition 12/22/2006
558. Lost Is Found 12/1/2006
559. What Sanctity...? ... 12/1/2006
560. Respite 12/1/2006

Comments about Jonathan ROBIN

  • M M (1/10/2012 6:25:00 AM)

    A very talented poet, whose poems are always beautifully penned, not only through the choice of the words (mostly far beyond relevance) , but also through the thoughts these poems carry... and the sense of humour.
    Some of these pieces can be considered as masterpieces.

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  • Jack Sprat (1/5/2012 3:18:00 PM)

    It is not surprising to find Jonathan Robin among the top hundred most popular poets on Poemhunter... and apparently he has also 10 poems ranked in the top 20 out of 4 million on allpoetry. Looking at his biography one is surprised that he finds time to write in such a diversity of traditional styles on so many subjects, both contemporary and classical. One is confused by the number of poems nominally on poemhunter - less than 1400 compared to more than two thousand in his poetry book apparently available for download. As written in one of the comments below 'This gent has experimented with every possible poetic medium out there and with exceptional results.' - one can only agree and applaud.

  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (4/4/2009 1:28:00 AM)

    deep within i find a perfect blending of matter and manner, beautiful poems.

  • M S (12/14/2006 4:13:00 PM)

    There are plenty of gems scattered through this vast poetic field. This gent has experimented with every possible poetic medium out there and with exceptional results. I have found myself skipping through the long-winded verbosities and brain-teasing acrostics, but got cought on the more personable social commentaries and those that were rooted in personal experiences. But then again, chaqun a son gout. Spin the wheel and see where chance will land you, chances are you won't be disappointed.

Best Poem of Jonathan ROBIN

It Rains In My Heart - Translation Paul Verlaine – Il Pleure Dans Mon Coeur

It rains in my heart
as on town and on mart,
pours down longings that start
to reign in my heart!

Oh soft ringing of rain
poured on earth, eave and pane,
for poor heart feeling pain,
oh the ringing of rain!

It rains without reason
in hurt heart fears have lease on.
What? - no season for treason?
Do I grieve without reason?

What most hurts me, I wait
‘Why’ not knowing, sad fate,
without love, without hate,
On my heart lies deadweight!

Il pleure dans mon coeur
Comme il pleut sur la ville.
Quelle est cette ...

Read the full of It Rains In My Heart - Translation Paul Verlaine – Il Pleure Dans Mon Coeur

Why Seek Nirvana?

Life's curtains are a veil through which few see,
as many haste taste-waste eternity,
mixed up, ignore life fixes finite score
to/through infinite opportunity.

Can "Truth" exist? all ask, who'd seek its core,
most boast then turn to toast, wan ghost before
obituary ink is dry. One nod and wink
then, in a twinkling, knock on Lethe's door

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